12 December 2007

339/365

M%$i: You're a crazy bitch. Everytime you call my work
to do a package, I secretly think of ways I can hang
up on you. And everytime you cut me off when I'm trying
to speak, I WILL call you on it. You're insane
and I'm not the only one who thinks/KNOWS this.
Get off the crack, whore.

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